Prairie Warriors on the field.

Longli, who appeared on behalf of the Grass Deer Tribe, performed a secret technique and turned his body into a half-tiger beast.

With the naked eye, a powerful aura erupted from the surface of his body, and the turf under his feet was lifted by coercion, and the whole person was like a tiger ready to attack.

"My tiger-shaped half-beast technique is a kind of all-out fighting technique, and it can't last too long, so it's better to strike first. Longli of the grass deer tribe looked at Jia Shi of the buck tribe opposite, and his heart quickly calculated.

"Physical Technique - Tiger Fist!"

Longli suddenly made a move, he waved his fists and rushed towards Jia Shi on the opposite side, and a tiger claw phantom appeared under the fist wind.

Just when Longli launched an attack, Jia Shi, who represented the Bucks tribe on the other side, looked at him and patted his waist lightly with one hand.

A black shadow leaped out and landed on the ground in front of him.

Bang!

A large black mist rolled and dispersed.

There were shadows in the black mist, exuding a dark black monster aura.

The black mist converged slightly, and a huge black triangular snake head emerged from it.

What is striking is that there is a single emerald green horn growing in the middle of the black snake's head.

Snake Beast!

In the next moment, the huge snake beast's body writhed, as fast as a black lightning, and it pounced at once.

Before Longli could react, his body was wrapped around the long body of the Snake Beast.

"Ahh

Longli roared wildly and tried to struggle, but found that as he breathed, the snake beast became tighter and tighter, and the whole person suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground.

He only felt as if he was imprisoned by a cold iron chain, and in just a dozen breaths, the half-beast transformation technique was completely decadent.

Without the blessing of the half-beast technique, Longli's eyes turned outward, foaming at the mouth, and he lost consciousness.

And Jia Shi on the opposite side didn't even move an inch, as if watching a good show of snakes and mice.

The auditorium was lively.

"It's a viper. ”

"This Jiashi turned out to be a beast repellent. ”

"It's terrifying that such a powerful demon beast can be driven by him at will. ”

"Entangled by the serpent, Longli completely lost its resistance. ”

"The Longreach Warriors won't be entangled by that big black snake. ”

......

Under the green banner, Mai Xiaoqi showed an anxious look, "Grandmother, if this continues, the second brother of Longli will be entangled by the black snake." ”

The tribal matriarch Ram slightly turned the deer head scepter in her hand and whispered: "This is the rule of the competition, and the Longli skill is inferior to people." ”

On the field, Jia Shi smiled contemptuously and made a move with one hand, "Heisan, come back." ”

As if he understood Jiashi's words, the huge black snake let go of its body and swam to Jiashi's feet.

The gong at the end of the game sounded belatedly.

"In the second fight, the attacker, Jia Shisheng from the Bucks Tribe. The defender, the Longli of the Grass Deer Tribe. ”

The black-robed Jia Shi slapped the spirit pet bag on his waist with one hand, and the huge black snake turned into a foot size in a cloud of smoke, and flew back into his spirit pet bag with a swish.

After that, Jiashi put on the brim of his hat.

The sharp eyes hidden under the brim of the hat peeked at Mai Xiaoqi under the green banner opposite, and secretly thought in his heart: "Mai Xiaoqi, you are the only warrior in the entire Luming Grassland who has the bloodline inheritance of the ancient deer." The bloodline of the ancient deer is really enviable. ”

Jia Shi couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth greedily, and his tongue turned out to be forked, like a snake core.

The cheers of the Buck tribe erupted under the yellow flag.

"Jiashi, Jiashi. ”

"Warriors, warriors. ”

"Bucks, bucks. ”

......

"Next, the contestants on both sides of the third Warrior Game are, the defending side, the Red Sun of the Caolu Tribe, and the attacking side, the Jiansen of the Balu Tribe. ”

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Deer tribe, warrior Red Yang appears.

"Third brother, it's up to you. Mai Xiaoqi gave the red sun on the scene to cheer up.

In the ring, the two people who participated in the competition stood face to face.

On the left side of the ring, standing is the red sun of the grass deer tribe.

When he was born, the red sun happened to rise in the east of the tribe, and he was given an auspicious name, Red Sun. Hongyang has red hair and carries a five-foot-long broad-backed knife in his hand.

On the right side of the ring, is the Kensen of the Balu tribe.

Kensen is tall and slender, with long arms and legs, like a dry branch. And around his waist, hung a scimitar hidden in a scabbard. At this moment, one of Kensen's hands was clutched on the hilt, ready to unsheath the scimitar.

......

When the two appeared, the surrounding crowd of spectators became lively.

"The grass deer tribe has lost two games in a row. In this game, I feel that the grass deer tribe should be able to pull it back. ”

"The Red Sun Warrior is a well-known sword cultivator in the Caolu tribe, and the big knife in his hand weighs more than 200 catties, and his name is Giant Horn. ”

"Jian Sen of the Balu tribe on the other side is also a powerful sword cultivator, and the scimitar in the scabbard at his waist is his specialty. ”

"I heard that Kensen is a fast knife player, I don't know how fast?"

"The heavy knife meets the fast knife, and some of them have seen this scene. ”

"The duel between sword cultivators is to see blood. ”

In the ring.

Hongyang tied the belt around his waist with his hand, looked at the opposite side, and thought in his heart: "Jian Sen from the Balu tribe on the other side is famous for his fast knives, and my big sword and giant horns are not slow. I practiced the Sinking Knife Technique, and as long as Jian Sen's knife touched mine, the weight of my broadsword would be pressed against his scimitar. When the time comes, his scimitar will become extremely heavy, depending on how fast he is. This one, I won. ”

The Jiansen on the opposite side has a strange figure, with slender hands and feet, like a withered vine demon.

His gaze was as calm as mirror water, and he secretly thought in his heart: "The opposite Hongyang is cultivating the technique of heavy swords. It is rumored that as long as he comes into contact with the giant knife in his hand, he will be suppressed by the power of a thousand catties. As long as I keep a certain distance from him, no matter how powerful the heavy knife in his hand is, it will not hurt me. ”

While!

The gong of the race sounds.

Hongyang pointed to the opposite side with the tip of the big knife in his hand, "Jiansen of the Buck Tribe, they all say that your knife is fast." I, Hongyang, will let you cut half a knife today, you can strike first. ”

With a rush of his mana, a mysterious energy shook the surface of his right arm holding the big knife. A huge antler phantom appeared on the surface of the big knife in his hand, and clusters of air currents were visible to the naked eye on the surface of the blade, sneering, so that it was not scary.

Hongyang has his own abacus in his heart, and what he cultivates is a heavy knife, which is a kind of preemptive knife technique. He is good at suppressing the opponent's weapons with the power of his own sword in counterattacks. And if he is allowed to strike first, it will be difficult to suppress the opponent by being seen by others the number of ways he has made a knife.

Jian Sen on the other side was not angry, the corners of his mouth hooked up a chuckle, and then said: "Hongyang, you said it." Look, I'm going to go under the knife. ”

Jian Sen suddenly urged his body, and a blue soul domain emanated from the surface of his body. In the soul domain, blue tentacles can be seen with the naked eye, but it is a mutated soul domain.

"Soul Domain - Octopus Tentacles!"

Then, Kensen rushed forward.

With his feet on the ground and the turf flying, his elongated body resembled a strange chariot.

Hongyang pointed at the opposite side with the tip of the big knife in his hand, using the knife as a ruler, from time to time calculating the distance that Jiansen rushed over, and quickly calculated in his heart: "With the length of Jiansen's arm and the length of the scimitar in his scabbard, he will strike when he is two feet away from me." I only need to calculate the moment he draws his sword, and instantly suppress him with the big horns. Otherwise, I may not be able to bargain if I am picked up by his quick knife. ”

Six zhang, five zhang, four zhang.

As Kensen thrust forward, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Granary!

The sonorous sound of the blade coming out of its sheath sounded.

At this moment, the distance between Jiansen and Hongyang is still there

It's four feet away.

At this distance, if the two of them were to use a knife, they would not pose a huge threat.

But something surprising happened.

"Knife technique - flying spinning knife!"

The scimitar in the scabbard of Kensen came out of the sheath, and was slammed by his long arm, and the blade came out of his hand and spun out.

The whirling blade, with the blessing of the octopus tentacle soul domain, the trajectory was erratic, jumping like a teleportation, and it was in front of the red sun in the blink of an eye.

"Oops-" Hongyang yelled, he couldn't see the trajectory of the other party's whirling blade at all, and talked about why he suppressed it with the big knife in his hand.

In a hurry, Hongyang simply grabbed the handle of the big knife with both hands and slashed it indiscriminately, but it was also blessed with fifty percent of the knife technique.

After all, Hongyang has practiced the knife technique for twenty years, and it can be regarded as a well-known knife cultivation. In a hurry, there are fifty percent of the ways.

"Knife Technique - Giant Horn Slash!"

The huge shadow of the sword fell, and a deer-headed law minister with his head bowed and his horns appeared on the blade.

When there was a crunch, the spark went straight up.

Hongyang's heart was ecstatic, and Jian Sen's flying knife was stopped by me.

His wrist flicked, and the Shen Knife Technique skillfully blessed it.

Bang la, bla blah.

The giant horns of the broadsword shook, and the spinner scimitar from the Jiansen sacrifice hung on the blade.

A knife repair without a knife is not a knife repair.

In the battle of knife repair, it is the most taboo to leave the blade, and if the knife leaves the hand, half of it is lost.

The unthinkable happened.

Another scimitar was hidden under the original scimitar, and with a snort, the whirling blade descended.

Hongyang, who raised the big knife in his hand, didn't have time to react at all.

Poof, poof, poof.

The surface of Hongyang's right arm holding the big knife flew around, and blood splattered.

Ahh

Hongyang screamed miserably, knelt on one knee, one right arm was bright red, and he couldn't lift it again.

The big knife and giant horn in his hand, when it fell to the ground, like a big fish out of water, beat a few times unwillingly, and the domineering aura on it dissipated, motionless.

Jian Sen on the opposite side made a move with both hands, and a pair of scimitars returned to his hands. The two scimitars are combined, combined into one, and the warehouse is put into the sheath.

The surrounding crowd of spectators suddenly erupted in exclamation.

"It turned out to be a double knife technique. ”

"Flying Spin Scimitar, with the help of the mutated soul domain, who can prevent this?"

"It's a pity that one of the right arms of the grass deer tribe Hongyang was abolished. ”

"This is too cruel for a knife cultivator. ”

......

Hongyang was lifted off the field, and his injured right arm was bandaged firmly. Even if his right hand can be restored, it will not be able to return to its original appearance, and the sword cultivation technique will be greatly reduced.

There were tears swirling in Hongyang's eyes, and they didn't flow out after holding back. Not being able to hold a knife is comparable to killing a knife cultivator.

Dangdang!

The gong sounded at the end of the game.

"Challenger, the Deer Tribe Kensen wins. Defender, the Red Sun of the Grass Deer Tribe failed. ”

Under the blue flag, the crowd of the Balu tribe cheered.

"Tyrant, tyrant, steppe tiger. ”

"Kensen, Kensen, the great god of the sword. ”

......

Under the green banner of the grass deer tribe.

The matriarch Ram frowned, "I have lost three games in a row, judging from the three people who appeared in the Bucks Tribe and the Balu Tribe, they came prepared." It doesn't look like a friendly match, but it's here to deliberately humiliate my grass deer tribe. ”

In a tent of the grass deer tribe.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and stood up.

"I just used the technique of sealing the veins to temporarily seal most of the meridians in the body. In this way, the meridians can repair themselves better and faster at rest. At the moment, my skill can only play to the level of Peiyuan Realm. Xu Yang looked at his hands and whispered to himself.